California Ain't For Ya

There's a Delta plane landin' to LA
Non-stop first class flight one way
I know you're excited to finally be goin'
Tryin' to hide it, but it's still showin'
You really wanna go, I won't ask you to stay
Girl, you gotta know if there ever comes a day

That California ain't for ya
Palm trees start to bore ya
If you start missin' your mama
Or a boy who told you to chase your dreams
If the stars don't shine there
Like they do on a back road
If you'd rather see the sun rise here
Than watch it set on the west coast
If life out there ain't what you thought it'd be
If California ain't for ya, you still got Georgia
And you still got me

Never thought watchin' you pack that ol' red and black
Bulldog sweatshirt could hurt so bad
Rose Bowl, Pasadena, Catalina Islands
I'm sure it's cool but it's no St. Simons
You say you wish I'd go, but you know I can't
Girl, you gotta know if there every comes a day

That California ain't for ya
If palm trees start to bore ya
You start missin' your mama
Or a boy who told you to chase your dreams
If the stars don't shine there
Like they do on a back road
If you'd rather see the sun rise here
Than watch it set on the west coast
If life out there ain't what you thought it'd be

If California ain't for ya
If good weather starts to bore ya
You start missin' your mama
Or a boy who told you to chase your dreams
If the stars don't shine there
Like they do on a back road
If you'd rather see the sun rise here
Than watch it set on the west coast
If life out there ain't what you thought it'd be
If California ain't for ya, you still got Georgia
If California ain't for ya, you still got Georgia
And you still got me
(And you still got me)